Tuesday, October 7, 2008

It's a bird, it's a plane, it's ...


LINT!? For heaven's sake, people, lint scultpures?! Just looking at it makes me feel itchy all over. Thank goodness it's not a sweater or something. Wait, did I just give the crafties more ideas on how to use their dryer lint?

9 comments:

T said...

ugh - I'm just afraid of where this is leading... I mean, there's frugality and then there's insanity... what's next - used kleenex sculptures... earwax molds?

okay, I just grossed myself out, gotta go.

Ashley said...

hrm.... cat hairball art... it could be THE next big thing...

Me said...

Who thinks of these things? Seriously! Not once have I been cleaning out the lint trap and thought to myself...what can I make with this? Not ONCE!

nevadanista said...

At first glance, I thought it was a plaster cast of a Pompeii victim. In fact, I would actually believe that's what it is, except this person looks to be lounging, and not running for his/her life. This 'artist' could maybe create an exhibit of Pompeii people in lint.

Jen said...

It would be one thing if it was a GOOD lint sculpture... But what the heck is that thing???

They at least could have glued on a few jewels or something - I hear in the "crafty" world that makes everything better.

Jen said...

I think nevadanista has something there - and I'd be happy to supply them with enough lint to rebuild the whole city:)

Annie Valentine said...

That would look great in my laundry room.

cornnut32 said...

so i used to work at the san diego county fair, and they let people enter and exhibit their "collections" of stuff (like matchbox cars or watches or sports memorabilia). well one year, some guy entered his lint collection. like the stuff you pull from the dryer screen. he kept it because he thought the colors were cool. he used some if it to make little weavings and stuff. weird. this just reminded me of that. (the strange thing is he actually won an honorable mention because it was "creative"!)

Jill said...

At my last job, I neglected cleaning the desk behind my computer for a while. When I finally tidied up a bit, I brushed the dust into some respectably sized dust bunnies. It was just before Easter, so I sat them on top of my cubicle with a sign that read "Easter Dust Bunnies .25cents"
I sold one!
The guy in the next cubicle was this obsessively compulsive clean freak. It drove him crazy, which made it all worth it.